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THAT LOOK

As they walk through the door, just one look in their eyes, Tells me, “Yes, it’s going to be one of those nights” The knot in my tummy starts heaving and weaving its way Through my system. The runaway train in action. Who knows if or when it will stop? It runs out of steam and eventually grinds to a halt, And I am left in the wake of that smoky bitter encounter. “Will this ever end?” I ask myself in the dark. “No”, I reply As my companion Despair wraps his arms around me, And together we wait for the dawn. What a snapshot. Then one day, I snapped, and shot them a glance which said, “No more. You can’t make me do that anymore. You can’t make me squirm and disappear with the elves Ever again. I’m here. I’m present. I’m strong, and I choose my own nights, My own encounters, my own mode of transport, to where I Choose to go…I think.” Another time, another place, another look, or should I say, “gaze?” Beckoning me to a place of safety with no tricks, no trains, no knots. Who ever imagined a...

SILENT SCREAM

Sometimes it can’t be heard It gets stifled by the louder other things. Things that mask and disguise it Things that try to protect its release If you listen carefully, really carefully Really want to listen you can hear it Faintly pleading, quietly longing to be heard But you don’t listen Your ears are filtered, just hearing those who are obvious and immediate But it’s still there, it does not leave the voice of my silent scream

I WANT TO OWN MY PAIN

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I want to own my pain I want to set her free I want to give the world The little girl that’s me She’s been alone for so long She’s hidden away in fear She deserves to see the world And have a voice for them to hear She’s not the guilty party Her innocence was pure She was ever such a pretty girl Who has been treated like manure She has great hidden talent A light that shines so bright For she can make people laugh A gift that gives delight Her green eyes sparkle with delight A smile plays on her lips Ignore the many years Of pain showing on her hips. Image by "Anju Rajan".

THERE'S A WELL OF SADNESS

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There is a well of sadness That’s hidden deep inside A well of pain and bitter hurt For many years denied The child within cries alone For one who does not hear The child within has no one Does anybody care? She cries but no one listens Again she cries alone There is no one to comfort Do they have hearts of stone? She builds a wall around her To hide from all the pain People have to learn her trust Is not so easy to attain

Beyond the mask

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Beyond the mask Our greatest fears Beyond the mask Flows uncried tears Beyond the mask Much pain and hurt The brokenness of a human heart. Beyond the mask Too deep to measure The thoughts and memories buried there No amount of pleasure can repair. Beyond the mask Bitterness and anger are strongly rooted Is there a love that can ever uproot this? Beyond the mask Dare we journey there? But the constant hate and turmoil who alone can bear? Beyond the mask That lonely place where no-one seems to care or love us. Yes, it’s such unpleasant ground, Yet it’s in this very same place that healing is found Beyond the mask Go deep,deep, deep beyond. God will you give the courage and strength to journey on. Beyond the mask Reality, truth and those inward parts the years so well conceal. Take off the mask, Begin to peel … How beautiful – when you are revealed!

GAPS

Gaps in the graphics, Always knew they were there, But stuff I saw made me More reluctant to share It was fresh, it was new, Never been there before, And the scary specifics Made me feel like a whore I know if I trust You I’ll come out the other side, With more freedom than ever, Nothing to prove, lose, or hide. Gaps in the graphics, Want them to stay as they are Then once and forever, That ship can sail  afar.

Listen

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There is a reflection of pain in her eyes, as she fights back tears. Trying to figure out why she has put up with it all of these years. Innocence gone. Just taken away. Struggling to deal with it and be free someday. Tries to tell someone but no one believes her cries. Just another young girl getting some attention through lies. Suicide has crossed her mind but she will not go out that way. Thinking well maybe if he can't find me, he just won't rape me today. Perfect smile. Broken soul. Living in this situation that she just can't control. Things get worse and he beats her more. Loses all self respect for herself when he comes through that door. Fed up and full of hope she tried to fight back. He pulled out a knife, all she saw was black. Out of her misery and out of her pain. Put her in such a place that she can't even explain. But she tried to tell someone although they didn't believe her cries. Just maybe if someone would have listened....